Last weekend, my life turned into a real life episode of Sex and the City, far more so than when i’m actually at home in London, when life is never even remotely glamorous enough to compete. Remember the baby shower episode, where Carrie and co head out to the Connecticut to attend said baby shower and were unbelievably out of place and uncomfortable? Well on Saturday, Rai and I got up close and personal with a life outside London, and we couldn’t have looked more wide eyes and alarmed if we tried.
Are you a meat eater with a vegan friend? Do you struggle to find a restaurant that works for both of you? Well look no further. Islington’s branch of American-style restaurant, The Diner, along with The Strand, Dalston and Spitalfields branches, thoroughly caters for vegans with a packed-out menu that far surpasses the usual tomato pasta or “salad without the dressing”.
In life, it is very rare to be offered something for nothing. Virtually unheard of, in fact. But today is your lucky day, because that is exactly what i’m about to do.
A piece in The Guardian caught the eye of my colleague the other day. It was written in response to the absolutely ridiculous (never mind insulting) idea suggested by Australian millionaire Tim Gurner, that if millennials just gave up avocado toast, they could save for a deposit for a house.
London is a really, really expensive place to live. The rent is staggeringly high, you have to spend money travelling somewhere every time you leave the house and the booze is more expensive than anywhere else (and everyone in London is drunk all the time, so that’s a big problem). Continue reading “Seven ways to save money living in London”
I’ve been back from my holiday for just less than a week and already I feel the crushing reality of city living weighing on my shoulders.
Ah, the tube. A blessing and a curse for all Londoners alike. On one hand, an incredible network cleverly sewn together so you are able to get virtually anywhere in the city without the use of a bus (well, north of the river anyway…), yet simultaneously a dark, claustrophobic hell-hole only marginally cooler than Death Valley full of all sorts of people who may well be awful human beings. Continue reading “You’d better not do these five things on the tube”